Monthly Archives: April 2013

Adam Clayton Powell Jr. State Office Building

April 24, 2013 – 9:19 pm

This afternoon I was rolling across 126th Street in Harlem. The traffic on 125 was brutally slow for a sunny day. Upon nearing Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Boulevard or 7th Avenue I ogled the Adam Clayton Powell Jr. State Office Building and pulled over to the curb and stepped out of the pick-up truck to […]

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Knock Knock It’s Henry At The Door

April 23, 2013 – 8:57 pm

I was listening to Michael Pollan on NPR talking about how nobody cooks anymore. I was cooking chicken and mashed potatoes for dinner. I still cook. It’s not three-star, but it’s better than Chinese take-out. My friend Emily Armstrong said, “I make smothered pork chops, oat bran apple muffins, and five pounds of mashed potatoes.” […]

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Koh Tao

April 23, 2013 – 8:48 pm

In 1990 I traveled around the world. NYC-LA-HONOLULU-BIAK-AMBON-BALI-JAVA-SUMATRA-SINGAPORE-BANGKOK-NEPAL-DELHI-PARIS-LONDON-NYC The Singapore to Bangkok segment of the trip was overland and I detrained in Suranthani to catch a midnight ferry to Koh Samui. I stayed at Coral Cove for $5 and after two weeks boated over to Koh Phanghan then finally took a little boat to Koh […]

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Dewi Sukarno – Dragon Lady

April 23, 2013 – 8:45 pm

Several years ago the 4th wife of Indonesia’s 2nd President accused the recently-departed 2nd President of shortening her husband’s life. The 19 year-old fiery entertainer had met the 57-year-old Sukarno during a state visit to Japan. She has always denied the rumors of her geisha background. Her non-conciliatory declaration was the sole voice of dissent during the mourning […]

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Napa Redux

April 23, 2013 – 8:32 pm

In the summer 1971 my friend Peter and I hitchhiked across the Golden Gate Park up into Napa. We stopped at a winery. A keg of red was shaded by an oak tree. Tin cups lay on a battered wooden table.The midday sun was strong. Peter and I drank our fill and some more before […]

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